Whipping up a storm
There is a bit of a wind coming. Now we aren’t talking Category 5 Hurricanes or anything like that, just some wind and rain. The meeja of course are going into a frenzy. A day or two ago they started … Continue reading →
Category Archives: On the road
Me? Grouchy?
I am of course widely known for my calm placid attitude to life. I was therefore somewhat surprised recently when Herself told me to calm down and stop yelling at the television. I pointed out that I was merely commenting … Continue reading →
A road less travelled
Our gubmint is worried. They wanted us to drive cars that were more fuel efficient and had lower emissions. So they introduced taxes to “nudge” us in the right [i.e. their] direction. So people went out and bought cars that … Continue reading →
Ballykissmyarse
I had a little problem the other day. I may have mentioned before but it is damned difficult to give directions to anywhere from here. Even the simplest directions are going to involve several junctions so any visitor is well … Continue reading →
A train of events
I never cease to be amazed and amused at their efforts at “traffic management” in Dublin. Dublin has always been a little problematic when it came to getting around. Strangely though things weren’t too bad [as I remember] until they … Continue reading →
And the results are in
The tests are all done and the results are in. I got the car test over with this morning. It got the usual pass with flying colours apart from the usual warning that I need to replace two tyres. Apparently … Continue reading →
Finding the boiling point of urine
Now I am really pissed off. On a happiness scale of nought to ten, I reckon I am somewhere around minus twenty. Yes, it’s the fucking car again. And if you lot are tired of hearing about the saga you … Continue reading →
Carless talk
I managed to do a damn god job on the car yesterday. I ran it through a car wash without losing any outside attachments, so it still has two wing mirrors and a radio aerial which is quite remarkable. I … Continue reading →
The Annual Water Fest
It’s that time of year again. It’s time for the car to get its annual car wash and clean. Now I don’t mind the wash bit. I just drive up to the nearest machine which is only a few miles … Continue reading →
Four wheels on my wagon
There is one aspect I hate about this time of year. The annual car test. The test itself is tolerable enough. It’s the fucking prelude that bugs me. Last year they passed the car straight off but they told me … Continue reading →
